"Go to hell!"

The Fifth Master surged with Qi Blood, his arms suddenly exerting force. Instead of withdrawing the Giant Axe suspended in midair, it descended as if a Divine Weapon.

A blood-red light flickered in his eyes, as if with one swing, the man in black would be chopped into pieces.

However, as the double axes fell with a low hum in the air, there was no sign of the man in black.

"Old Five, behind you, he’s behind you!"

In the next moment, the Fourth Master shouted loudly, his figure flashing, intending to save the Fifth Master.

The Fifth Master reacted quickly, turning around swiftly.

But in that instant, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A scarlet phantom rushed straight for his face, and he only felt a chill pass over his neck.

Then.

Crack—

The sound of bone breaking echoed in the ears of every bandit.

"Old Five!"

The Fourth Master instantly went berserk.

"Everyone attack, kill him!"

The Fourth Master was obviously more cautious than the Fifth Master. As he charged at Chu Ming, he didn’t forget to order hundreds of bandits.

These bandits were somewhat afraid of the man in black at first, but with the Fourth Master leading and the Fifth Master dead, their eyes turned red with fury as they charged forward with weapons.

In an instant, chaos and slaughter engulfed this area.

Some hacked at the air, while others took the opportunity to slash at those they had long found displeasing.

It seemed as though Chu Ming had nowhere to hide, but in reality, under the Sword Gourd Spirit, these people moved like turtles, posing no threat.

In the gaps, a crimson figure flickered like a roaming dragon, leaving a trail of blood wherever it passed.

When over two hundred bandits were reduced to just over fifty, the Fourth Master suddenly realized something was wrong.

The man in black before him was frighteningly strong.

At that moment, an unprecedented feeling of dread arose in the Fourth Master’s heart.

He wanted to flee, but found his legs leaden, with a chilly breeze slipping through his chest.

How could a cold wind pass through his chest?

The Fourth Master looked down, dazed...

A gaping bloody hole, shattered flesh.

As his consciousness blurred, he seemed to hear familiar voices.

"Fourth Brother!"

"Surround him for me!"

"Die!"

The Second Master charged forward with a weapon, brimming with fiery aggression.

The bandits who had initially scattered in fear suddenly found a backbone and regrouped to encircle and kill.

Chu Ming effortlessly dodged their encirclement, leaping onto a rooftop, his eyes cast downward.

With just a glance, the indifference of having slaughtered hundreds of bandits pierced the hearts of the surviving bandits like an icy spike.

Strong Bone Realm Perfection, huh?

"Second-in-command, both Fifth and Fourth Masters were killed by him!" A bandit reported.

The Second Village Chief’s eyes widened, looking at the hundreds of broken corpses, his anger fiercer than the fire devouring the stronghold.

"Who are you? Why did you kill my Black Wind Stronghold brothers?"

The Second Village Chief didn’t charge forward again but instead feigned anger and asked.

He wasn’t a fool. He originally thought the attacker wouldn’t be too strong, but seeing the corpses strewn about, he realized he was terribly wrong.

The man in black before him was very strong, at least in the Refining Organ Realm, otherwise, it would be impossible to kill hundreds of bandits in such a short time.

Because, even as someone who had reached Strong Bone Realm Perfection, he couldn’t do it.

"Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother were killed by him, along with hundreds of brothers. Second Master, you must avenge us!"

A bandit in the early Strong Bone Realm came up, seemingly having some status.

The Second-in-command twitched at those words.

A bunch of useless fools, dead is dead, what’s there to avenge!

"Who are you exactly? Having killed hundreds of my Black Wind Stronghold brothers, don’t you think you owe us an explanation?"

He asked again, his tone seemingly more furious.

But if you listened carefully, you’d find that his words lacked strength.

Chu Ming’s gaze fell on the scarred man, his eyes only filled with indifference.

The time was about right.

Nighttime earth, a fiery inferno.

Tonight, the Black Wind Stronghold was a Fire Domain Prison.

Including the Second-in-command, there were fifty-two people left; he had already planned the killing route and order.

No one would escape.

"Not good!"

When the Second-in-command met his gaze, a chill surged in his heart, and a sense of impending death enveloped his whole body.

Scarlet soared from the rooftop like a dragon flickering among the crowd.

Screams echoed almost instantly.

The Second-in-command wanted to run, but it was too late.

The fifty or so bandits stood frozen, each with protruding bones at their necks, their necks having been crushed.

The Second-in-command looked on in horror, his whole body trembling.

Murder, arson, rape, and pillage, he had done them all.

He had killed hundreds, if not thousands; the women he had tortured were more than all the bandits combined present.

But never had he feared killing as much as he did tonight.

"Spare me, please spare me, silver, women, cultivation technique, I have it all..."

Crack—

The crisp sound traveled from bone to ear.

A sound of bones breaking? Why does it sound so close?

The Second-in-command didn’t have time to think, nor was he capable of thinking anymore.

"There are still five hundred and fifty-six people left."

Chu Ming stood calmly in the center of the courtyard, bodies collapsing one after another.

The flames, like a Taotie Fierce Beast, ruthlessly engulfed the buildings, bodies, everything.

He didn’t linger, his Sword Gourd Spirit spreading as he selected the next target near the stronghold’s exit.

Bandits trying to escape the Fire Domain were the priority to be killed.

"Everyone attack together, kill him!"

"Ah—"

"Hurry and escape!"

"..."

The entire stronghold seemed to have countless men in black. Anyone who dared approach the exit was instantly killed.

In the end, no one dared to attempt escape again; instead, they all fled to the far end of the Black Wind Stronghold.

...

Behind the Black Wind Stronghold.

Wang Meng held an ice-colored token in his hand, his expression extremely grim.

’Yan Hanling’ was created by Beiyan Profound Ice, indestructible, but this piece...

With just a bit of force, a corner of the token snapped off with a ’crack’.

Clearly, he had been deceived, and so had Black Pockmarks!

Wang Meng gripped the token, his five fingers gradually exerting more strength.

Crack, crack...

In the blink of an eye, that token was crushed to powder in his hand.

"Dare to deceive me, Wang Meng? Old geezer, you court death!"

He glanced at the immense fire and turned to run toward the dungeon where Yan Huan was held.

In the dungeon.

Yan Huan sat cross-legged in a pit, the scarlet liquid that should have filled the pit had vanished.

Suddenly, he looked up, a sinister smile flickering at his mouth’s corner.

"Yan Huan, you dared deceive me!"

Wang Meng’s fury caused his hair to stand on end, his voice thundering like a great bell, echoing off the dungeon walls.

But in the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The eight iron chains that should have locked Yan Huan’s clavicles were now all loose.

Looking again at the pit’s center... 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"You!"

Suddenly, his hair stood on end, finally understanding the nature of the switch he had turned!

"You’re afraid of me."

Yan Huan’s face remained pale, sitting calmly in the pit, his tone unclear whether it was a question or a statement.

But those three words felt like a thousand-pound weight on his head, causing Wang Meng’s breathing to freeze.

Why should I fear someone near death?!

Wang Meng struggled desperately to calm himself.

The eight collar chains had been draining Yan Huan’s vitality for years, leaving him with only a breath left.

What was he afraid of? Why would he fear?

After a fierce inner struggle, Wang Meng’s demeanor finally returned to normal.

"Yan Huan, even if you escape, what can you do?"

"Indeed, the collar chains have drained my Qi Blood and vitality, even a child could take my life..."